Chapter 707 - 707 After modification 58 Reversed Destiny
707: After modification: Chapter 58 Reversed Destiny 707: After modification: Chapter 58 Reversed Destiny Tonight, as the moon and stars hang over the Tiger Creek Cave Heaven on Qingfu Mountain, a gentle breeze blows.
Su Hong suddenly woke up from his sleep.
He was somewhat annoyed.
How could he fall asleep while meditating?
This unruly brain!
He opened his eyes and saw that many disciples around the dojo had already fallen asleep.
What’s the situation?
Why are so many people dozing off tonight?
“…You are awake.”
A tepid voice floated into his ears.
Su Hong broke out in a cold sweat and quickly stood up, only to see a tall figure in white robes, hands behind his back, standing on the bamboo building’s terrace, gazing at another bamboo building.
“Master Qian Lian.”
Su Hong hurriedly went to Qin Qianlian’s side.
Qin Qianlian spoke softly, “Where is your master?”
Su Hong suddenly slapped his head, finally remembering that his uncle had instructed him to keep a close eye on True Master Jun Shan.
He just discovered.
The bamboo building opposite had at some point become empty.
The man had left, the entire second floor was empty except for a light bamboo chair used for resting, swaying lightly in the wind and making creaking sounds.
…
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“True Master Jun Shan.”
A light sigh came from the end of a dry creek.
White Ghost, with hands behind his back, took a few steps forward, passing by Joyful Zen Master and Mo Taoist, he stood in front of True Master Jun Shan.
The night dark as ink flowing in the creek.
The supreme leader of the Three Great Sects of the South Border and the former Yang God of Great Chu…
this scene should have been very solemn.
Perhaps because both of them were in a “Child Body.”
In this situation, it all seemed somewhat funny and absurd.
“…Years ago, you were the person I admired the most.
No one else even came close.”
White Ghost seriously scrutinized the young child in front of him, looking for a long time.
He couldn’t help but recall the unforgettable scene from back then.
True Master Jun Shan, having ascended to Yang God, was high-spirited, sweeping across the South Border with just one sword.
Merely unleashing his Lifebound Flying Sword was enough to make everyone gasp for breath…
But now, all of True Master Jun Shan’s sharpness had dissipated, and he didn’t see any threat at all.
This reincarnated true person was still lingering in the Cave Heaven Realm.
He knew that with Jun Shan’s talent, the Tao Realm he needed to comprehend had long been perfected.
If he wanted.
Jun Shan could ascend to become a Yin God at any time…
But so what?
He would only be a Yin God.
Now, before him, a cultivator who has just entered the Yin God Realm is no different from an ant.
If he wanted to crush him, he could do so easily.
“Is that so?”
True Master Jun Shan tilted his head slightly, smiling as he asked, “Did you admire me back then because I killed ‘Shen Taoist’?”
“???” Upon hearing this, Mo Taoist’s expression became peculiar.
Back then, True Master Jun Shan nearly flattened the Heavenly Puppet Sect.
Even after so many years, this scene was etched in his memory…
Because of True Master Jun Shan’s sword, the dynamics among the Three Great Sects changed.
Before that.
The Heavenly Puppet Sect originally suppressed Yin Mountain.
After that, the Heavenly Puppet Sect almost split apart.
Even though they stabilized the situation, they could no longer fight to the death with Yin Mountain.
“There is indeed some truth to that.”
White Ghost raised an eyebrow and said, “If it weren’t for you killing ‘Shen Taoist,’ perhaps I would have had to endure many more years before emerging.”
Back then, White Ghost was still young.
Although he had already found the ‘Earth Dragon’ and was beginning to gain prominence, the Heavenly Puppet Sect’s Shen Taoist relentlessly suppressed and targeted him…
Shen Taoist saw that White Ghost had extraordinary aptitude and would become a major threat to the Heavenly Puppet Sect over time, but unfortunately, he did not foresee his own demise.
After Shen Taoist’s death, chaos ensued within the Heavenly Puppet Sect, leaving them no time to consider external affairs.
This was the most exhilarating period in White Ghost’s years of cultivation.
“To have today is all thanks to you.”
White Ghost gazed at the ink-black sky and said softly, “During those years, I often looked up at the heavenly peak, marveling at how fate plays tricks on people…
Your sword altered my destiny.”
After a brief pause.
“But now, none of that matters.”
White Ghost laughed, “Even if Yin Mountain has surpassed the Heavenly Puppet Sect, it holds no significance.
The Three Great Sects together are still no match for the Paperman Sect…
In the end, fate is not something that can be changed so easily.”
“So…”
“Even though the Three Great Sects are cornered by the Paperman Sect, their thoughts are still on how to backstab Great Chu?”
True Master Jun Shan also laughed, but it was a mocking laugh, “Have you not considered that if the demon extermination succeeds this time, the fate of the Three Great Sects will be rewritten once more?”
“You are right.”
White Ghost said expressionlessly and slowly, “If the demon extermination succeeds, the fate of the Three Great Sects will indeed be rewritten…
but things might be even worse than now.”
“Tsk.”
True Master Jun Shan sighed, “When did you grow a spine?
Would you rather die standing than live kneeling?
This doesn’t fit my perception of the South Border…
You bunch of idiots with half a foot in the grave, think it over…
Didn’t the Li Kingdom’s imperial family treat you like dogs?”
With these words.
The atmosphere became subtle.
Whether it was White Ghost or Mo Taoist, even Joyful Zen Master…
they all emitted a cold killing intent.
True Master Jun Shan was indeed the Da Chu Yang God.
But…
that was sixty years ago.
A dead camel is bigger than a horse, but is a newly reborn camel still bigger than a horse?
“If it were sixty years ago, no one would dare to refute your words.”
White Ghost sighed lightly and said, “But now…
things are different.”
Sixty years ago, Jun Shan was the high and mighty Yang God.
Even if he slapped the three of them each once, White Ghost could only swallow his broken teeth and endure.
But now, Jun Shan was nothing.
Fate is a mysterious thing; White Ghost and Jun Shan had only met twice.
The first time, they were not equals.
This time…
they were still not equals.
In the South Border, equality never existed.
A South Border cultivator’s life was like climbing a mountain.
Those on top of the mountain were superior and acted with wanton disregard.
While those at the bottom…
could only endure humiliation and bear the burden silently.
But if one day, those at the bottom could climb higher, they would often seek to return the humiliation they endured tenfold.
“Swish!”
White Ghost took a step forward.
He and Jun Shan were already very close, only ten zhang apart, separated by a dry creek.
At this moment, he stepped into the creek.
The inequality created by fate slowly emanated through their gaze.
Both in a child’s body, White Ghost stood almost at the same height as Jun Shan, their gazes level, but he now looked down on the young Daoist-robed child with a condescending stare.
White Ghost didn’t make any other move, just slightly shook his sleeve, releasing a trace of divine thought.
The whistle of the wind grew urgent.
It was the sound of resentful ghosts roaring within the ‘soul-devouring banner’…
In less than ten breaths, the nearly dry creek at White Ghost’s feet was stained ink-black.
“You shouldn’t have come.”
White Ghost said softly, “Back then, you escorted Shen Taoist on his journey.
Now it’s my turn to escort you.”
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(There will be another update tomorrow at noon.)